Marshal Zhang didn't eat western food many times a year, but there were still western chefs and restaurants in the marshal's residence.
As the young master of the marshal's residence, Zhang Qiyuan, the youngest son of Zhang, was also invited to attend. He was the second man in the marshal's residence, and there were only two men in the entire Zhang family. This Feng Shui was really good. If both of them were gone, the Zhang family would be considered to have no descendants.
No wonder Yu Xiaofeng, as the daughter-in-law, was under so much pressure. In this era where sons inherited their father's business, a man was the hope of inheriting the family business. Without a son, even if you had thousands of family properties and wealth, it would be meaningless.
"Dad, I saw everything that happened in the afternoon. The scene was bloody. The five Japanese soldiers were all dismembered by them. Those guys are not bad, they can join the guards of the marshal's residence.”Xiao Liuzi really saw it. He didn't brag to Zhang Zhengzong. He was out shopping with his two childhood sweethearts and happened to see that scene. It was very interesting.
"Have you vomited?" Zhang Zhengzong looked at Little Six, who was actually the same age as him, and felt a little envious of him. This guy was quite good. He didn't lack anything. He was born with a golden spoon and had a dozen beautiful women around him. Although his wife was a little shabby, he had many beautiful women!
Besides, does it matter if my wife is beautiful or not?
Old Zhang's wife, who had already passed away, was actually not very good-looking. Little Sixth and Zhang Caiyue were from the same mother, and they were also born by Old Zhang's deceased first wife.
As for his other women, they could only be considered as concubines and not wives. To be honest, the original Old Zhang was an old scholar and very conservative.
However, compared to the prodigal son, our Northeastern King has almost no blemish in his life. It's not a big deal to have many concubines.
"I'm a general of the Tiger Sect. If I vomit, I won't embarrass my father. Besides, my two younger sisters are here, I can't afford to lose face.”Xiao Liuzi's sitting posture was extremely bad. Old Zhang patted the table and he immediately sat up straight. After all, he had been to the martial lecture hall for a few days, so he knew how to sit.
He couldn't take the pain. He even brought his clothes back for his wife to wash. He was almost beaten to death by Old Zhang. This was too embarrassing. The son of the commander-in-chief of the warlords didn't even know how to wash clothes.
However, it was normal. After all, he was the young master of the marshal's manor. He had been living a luxurious life since he was young. It was normal for him to be crippled.
If he really didn't receive such treatment, Zhang Zhengzong would even suspect that Little Six was a descendant of the Zhang family. Otherwise, why would he be so disliked?
If he was as miserable as those bastards who slept in the woodshed, then he really deserved it.
"Brat, whose girl is this?" Zhang Zhengzong was a little envious of this bastard. He didn't have the chance. He was too busy. He was the King of the Northeast, but he had a lot of things to do. His social arrangements could be arranged half a year later.
"Sixth Uncle and Eighth Uncle's precious daughters, Third Sister and Fourth Sister, the four of them hated me and a few childhood friends for harassing their female classmates, so they chased us out.”
"Hehe, aren't your buddies all a bunch of popinjays? That doesn't seem right either. Your uncle and uncle's sons have all started to serve in the army, but you're still like this. I might as well beat you to death first so that you won't ruin the Old Zhang family.”
Zhang Zhengzong had already placed himself in the role of Old Zhang. After all, he also had Old Zhang's memories. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to play the role of the Northeastern King.
"Little Fifth was scared out of his wits after the battle at Sea Mountain Pass. He was about to take off his military uniform.”Little Fifth, Feng Yong, was the regiment commander. The entire regiment had almost been wiped out, which brought him great psychological pressure. He chose to end his military career this time. He was a woman's heart, far from the ruthlessness of his father, Boss Feng.
The younger generation had inherited the previous generation's sworn brothers ranking system. However, Little Six was slightly better than Zhang Zhengzong. He had risen one level and became the sixth brother, unlike his father, who was ranked seventh. There were two sworn brothers behind him, so he was not too much of a younger brother.
Of course, the other families were not as miserable as the old Zhang family. They had many children and many boys, except for the fifth son of the old Feng family.
Those who could participate in the ranking were all the eldest sons of each family. They were also the future second generation of the Fengjun family. Zhang Zhengzong criticized the fact that sons inherited their fathers 'business. However, thinking about it, his sixth son was almost going to inherit Old Zhang's position. It was really a big brother not talking about the second brother.
However, compared to the previous generation, the next generation was slightly stronger. All of them had been to the Martial Lecture Hall and were slightly stronger than their father, who was a bandit. It was just that their methods and mental strength were a little weaker. After all, the previous generation were all people who fought the world. They had to be ruthless.
Although Xiao Liuzi was fooling around, the circle was there. The second generation of the Feng army was all his best friends and childhood friends. Old Zhang had named him, so he naturally wanted to join the army so that he could inherit the Feng family warlord in the future.
"Is that so?" On the other hand, Zhang Zhengzong was very happy. Without Feng Yong, this young master, the elders of the 28th Division would have no new target to pledge allegiance to. It would be even more convenient for him to split up this small Feng faction.
"Father, why do I feel that you are a little happy? Those who died were all your soldiers. How much compensation would that cost? We have suffered a huge loss this time. We don't have much military expenditure.”
"You think I don't know? F * ck you, Scholar Wu, I'll remember this.”
"Father, who are you inviting this time? It's been so long and you still haven't come. You're too arrogant. Is there anyone on our ground who doesn't give you face? I'll kill him."
"F * ck off, you idiot. Can you afford to provoke that person who wears clogs and carries a samurai sword?”Zhang Zhengzong kicked Little Liuzi. Fortunately, he was not a northeasterner in his later life. Otherwise, he would have beaten this guy to death.
Although they weren't from the same time and space, this guy's original form was definitely that guy who wouldn't let go of a single shot. He was the f * cking Young Master of the Republic of China.
Xiao Liuzi, who was covering his feet, looked at Old Zhang with grievance in his eyes. He wanted to leave but he couldn't, and he couldn't resist. What kind of society was this? It was all about filial piety.
To put it bluntly, a father could hit his son, but if a son hit his father, it would be a treasonous act and would cause his reputation to be ruined.
A person who even beat up his parents, what kind of person was this?
"Old man, I'm going to complain to Jiu's mother. You're almost in your fifties, yet you're bullying a twenty-year-old young man.”
"Where's your face? She's younger than you."
When the father and son were talking, the guards outside could not help but laugh. Every family had their own difficulties. Old Zhang was so good to his son. If it were anyone else, they would have been chopped up by the parents of those girls and fed to the dogs.
The maidservants had a hard time holding it in. After all, the rules of the marshal's residence were strict. After laughing, they weren't laughing anymore. Instead, they cried.
In this era, killing a person was nothing, especially for someone like Zhang Zhengzong. Killing a commoner was like stepping on a weed. There was no feeling at all.
This was the power of the King of the Northeast. After all, he was a big shot in the military and government, and he had the final say in almost all of the Northeast, as long as it did not violate the interests of his brothers, the Wei Nation, and Mao Xiong.
If it violated their interests, it would be hard to say.
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